Everyday

This week I was working on one of projects for my favorite class (Digital Media) - Pointless class for me to take, but at least it is easy since it is the second time I get to take it! (UVU didn't transfer my classes the way they should have been). At any rate, the project was a collage using digital media to describe me. I was trying to find a video clip of something, and I came across the music video for Everyday by Rascall Flats.

I don't think that I have cried so hard in weeks. It made me think of all the opportunities I miss to be that life-saver for people but filled my heart with gratitude when I thought of all of the people who have "Saved My Life". Of course there is my dear sweet family, both the current and past. There was the elementary school teacher who made me learn life lessons that were hard, the home teacher who wasn't affraid to care about me, the Young women leaders who took me out for ice cream on those hard days, The friends who weren't afraid to call my Mom to tell her about some stupid things I was doing, The high school teacher who encouraged me to be something, the College professor that showed me that there is more to life than myself, the friends and family who have cried for hours and hours with me as I faced disappointment of not bieng able to be a mom, and then with me again as I lost my whole world. There are the people who encouraged me to "find myself", the people who laugh with me when I do dumb stuff, Those who are patient with me when I am always grumpy, the Young women and leaders I serve with, ...if I kept listing my list would go on and on, but know that your name is on my list.

My point is, I have been so incredibly blessed by all of you. Because of your examples I have decided to re-evaluate a little, to look for opportunities to save the lives of those around me. Thank you for bieng the angels that I have needed you to be.

"I have spoken . . . of heavenly help, of angels dispatched to bless us in time of need. But when we speak of those who are instruments in the hand of God, we are reminded that not all angels are from the other side of the veil. Some of them we walk with and talk with—here, now, every day. Some of them reside in our own neighborhoods. Some of them gave birth to us, and in my case, one of them consented to marry me. Indeed heaven never seems closer than when we see the love of God manifested in the kindness and devotion of people so good and so pure that angelic is the only word that comes to mind."

~Jeffrey R. Holland,

"A real friend is like an angel who warms you by her presence and remembers you in her prayers"